And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 141 This technique is not magic!
"The magistrate of Chuzhou Prefecture, and the fifteen princes of the imperial court?"

Chen Yuan was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that the Changchun Taoist would be able to make good friends with these two distinguished friends.

"The old Taoist came to introduce to the magistrate and the prince. This is Daoist Qingming who was born in Fuhu Temple."

Changchun Taoist saw Chen Yuan coming, stood up with a smile, and introduced to the other two.

"Sir, please take a seat."

After the introduction, the master of the Qingyang Temple said to Chen Yuan again.

Chen Yuan heard the words and walked to the place pointed by the Changchun Taoist and sat down.

"This Daoist Qingming from Fuhuguan, dare to ask if he knows magic?"

After Chen Yuan sat down, the fifteenth prince, King Nanxiang, looked at Chen Yuandao with great interest.

"A little bit more!"

Chen Yuan said calmly.

"Then I wonder if this king will be lucky enough to see the supernatural powers of the Taoist priest?"

The fifteenth prince, King Nanxiang, did not despise Chen Yuan because of his status as a prince, he said to Chen Yuan.

"My lord wants to see the spells of the poor?"

Chen Yuan was a little surprised, and asked the fifteenth prince, King Nanxiang.

It stands to reason that this Nanxiang king is the prince of the Dayong court, with a noble status, he should be able to get in touch with many practitioners.

"That's right. This king has never been interested in wine, sex and wealth. He is only interested in cultivating and becoming an immortal. He also likes to make friends with Buddhist and Taoist masters."

The fifteenth prince looked at Chen Yuandao sincerely.

"Since the prince is the guest of the temple master, then the poor man will make a fool of himself."

Chen Yuan finally decided not to disrespect the fifteen princes.

No matter the other party's status is noble or not, the other party is at this moment the guest of Qingyang Taoist, the master of Qingyang temple.

While speaking, he reached out his hand casually on his bun, tore off a hair, and casually threw the hair in his hand to the center of the banquet venue.

At the banquet, the Changchun Taoist, the fifteenth prince, and the prefect of Chuzhou Prefecture were at a loss when they saw Chen Yuan's actions.

"Everyone, let's see."

Chen Yuan smiled calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the hair that fell to the ground seemed to have life, wriggling on the ground, growing up like inflated.

In the blink of an eye, it grows to the thickness of an adult's thumb, nearly a meter long.

Like a long worm, it makes various, flexible and changeable postures on the ground.

For a while, he twisted his body and crawled on the ground, and for a while, he stood upright and looked on guard.

If you just look at the action without looking at the body, you will definitely not be able to tell that this is something transformed by a Taoist hair.

The Changchun Taoist, the [-]th Prince, and the prefect of Chuzhou Prefecture all opened their eyes wide. Looking at the miraculous scene in the middle of the banquet venue, they felt their eyes widened.

It is really hard to imagine that this flexible thing like a long worm in front of him turned out to be the young Taoist who just plucked off one of his own hairs to transform.

"The Taoist master's magical powers are really miraculous, it can actually give life to a hair."

After reading it, the Changchun Taoist exclaimed.

He was amazed by Chen Yuan's profound spells, but at the same time he felt a little puzzled, because in the Taoist scriptures left by the elders of Qingyang Temple, it was never mentioned that the Taoist priests of Fuhu Temple had such magical spells that turned decay into magic.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that the Taoist priest has such abilities."

Lu Bo, the prefect of Chuzhou Prefecture, is on the right path.

"Dare to ask, what kind of spell is this?"

In the eyes of the fifteenth prince, King Nanxiang, he asked with surprise and curiosity.

Although the spell that Chen Yuan just showed was not as shocking as the legendary fairy spells that overturned the clouds and rained, it was more mysterious than that.

"This technique is not a spell."

Chen Yuan shook his head.

"Everyone knows that there are gods in the world. If you pray and worship the gods, you can get the blessings of the gods and protect your family. But they don't know that there are gods in the human body. If you can open the gods in the human body, you can have incredible abilities like Pindao , Coincidentally, Pindao once opened a God of Human Body."

Chen Yuan then explained.

"It's not spells, it's supernatural powers."

The fifteenth prince, Nanxiang King, praised it.

"you can say it this way."

Chen Yuan nodded.

Bang Bang!

While speaking, Chen Yuan stretched out his right index finger and tapped on the table.

Then in the middle of the banquet venue, the short hair that looked like a long worm seemed to have life, and it seemed to have received an order, and quickly crawled towards the place where Chen Yuan was sitting.

Soon, under the watchful eyes of everyone present, it crawled behind Chen Yuan, from Chen Yuan's back to Chen Yuan's head.

Bang Bang!

Chen Yuan tapped the table twice with his right index finger.

This hair is like a long worm with life, struggling continuously before dying.

But even so, the hair quickly lost its life, and it reverted to the original hair shape, growing on Chen Yuan's head again.

This is the ability Chen Yuan has after successfully suppressing the God of Hair.

He can give life to the hairs of his whole body at will, and easily control them, and withdraw their life at any time.

Of course, this is not permanent. When he was in Nanshishan before, Empress Weaving Brocade also said that every time his cultivation level breaks through, the god of the human body will rebel.

"Unbelievable!"

"incredible!"

"If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's really hard to believe that there are such supernatural powers in the world."

The Changchun Taoist, the prefect of Chuzhou, and the fifteen princes who witnessed the whole process sighed again.

"Dare to ask, I don't know if ordinary people can open this kind of human spirit?"

After the fifteenth prince Nanxiang recovered from his horror, he seemed to have other thoughts in his mind and asked Chen Yuan thoughtfully.

"Ordinary people should not rashly activate the god of the human body, not to mention the difficult process of opening the god of the human body, even if the god of the human body is activated, although it can show a miracle for a while, it will overdraw one's own life essence and shorten one's lifespan. "

Chen Yuan shook his head.

"Pity."

Hearing what Chen Yuan said, the fifteenth prince, King Nanxiang, said with regret.

At the banquet afterwards, not only the Taoist Changchun, the master of the Qingyang Temple, but also the prefect of Chuzhou and the fifteen princes frequently toasted Chen Yuan, and it seemed that they all had the idea of ​​making friends with Chen Yuan.

However, Chen Yuan had no intention of making friends with powerful officials. Having learned from Qin Shouzhi, the magistrate of Luzhou, Chen Yuan did not want to get too close to powerful officials.

The main reason is that he is a practitioner, once he gets too close to powerful officials, he will inevitably cause trouble.

So in this banquet, although the prefect of Chuzhou and the fifteen princes intended to make friends with him, he behaved indifferently.

He always kept a certain distance from the prefect of Chuzhou and the fifteen princes.

After the banquet was over, it was already midnight.

After the prefect of Chuzhou and the fifteen princes bid farewell and left, Chen Yuan politely declined Changchun Taoist's proposal to send Taoist to send Chen Yuan back to the Daojing Pavilion without drunkenness. Back to Daojing Pavilion.

"Chen Yuan, did you bring us something delicious?"

Just as Chen Yuan held the lantern and opened the door, a white shadow jumped up in front of him in the dark. Chen Yuan took a closer look and found that it was Xue Niang, who shouted to Chen Yuan.

"Did not bring."

Chen Yuan turned and closed the door, and when he turned around, he found that Xueniang was looking at him with an angry expression.

"Chen Yuan, Xueniang will never like you again."

Hearing Xue Niang's angry words, Chen Yuan couldn't help laughing.

"I lied to you."

Chen Yuan said.

While speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and suddenly a pottery bowl appeared in his right hand, containing the leftover vegetarian food they had just eaten at the banquet.

Chen Yuan did not forget the two little guys at home, so when he just left, he took some vegetarian food and explained the situation to the Changchun Taoist.

After the other party learned that Chen Yuan had two pet animals that needed to be fed, he naturally agreed.

And the reason why Chen Yuan couldn't see it in his hands just now was entirely because of the Pot Heaven Curse that Chen Yuan practiced.

Chen Yuan has already practiced the Hutian Curse, but he rarely uses it.

Chen Yuan, who has cultivated the Pot Sky Curse, can carry water from rivers and rivers with him, let alone a bowl, if he has enough cultivation.

"Chen Yuan, you are so kind, you really didn't forget the two of us."

Seeing that Chen Yuan hadn't forgotten about herself and the little yellow dog, Xue Niang was extremely happy.

Chen Yuan put the vegetarian food on the ground, and Xueniang ate half of it for the little yellow dog.

Seeing that the two little guys were eating deliciously, Chen Yuan didn't bother them. After taking off his Taoist robes, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

In fact, Chen Yuan didn't feel sleepy at all, and he used the ability of "Spirit Traveling".

The primordial spirit is very easily freed from the shackles of the physical body.

"Chen Yuan, you're "going out of the soul" again."

Xueniang, who was eating so much that her mouth was dripping with oil, realized that besides Chen Yuan who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed, there was another Chen Yuan in the room, and she turned around and said to Chen Yuanyuan.

It has been following Chen Yuan, and has long known that Chen Yuan has the ability to travel with the soul.

"You two eat first, I'll go out for a stroll."

After Chen Yuan left a word to Xueniang and the little yellow dog, his primordial spirit went through the door and went out.

The Yuanshen went down the stairs. Chen Yuan originally wanted to use the Yuanshen to stroll around Jianghuai City.

But when he walked to the first floor of the Daojing Pavilion and looked up, he found that there were lights on the second floor of the Daojing Pavilion, so he changed his mind.

"It's better to go to the Daojing Pavilion first, and see who is still in it so late."

Chen Yuan said in his heart.

When he came back, he saw that almost all the candles in the Qingyang Temple were extinguished.

Anyway, in the state of primordial spirit, now that he had made a decision, Chen Yuan no longer hesitated, walked directly through the wall on the first floor of the Daojing Pavilion, and walked into the Daojing Pavilion.

In this regard, Chen Yuan has no psychological pressure. In the evening, Taoist Changchun, the master of the Qingyang Temple, also told him that if he wants to see the Taoism scriptures hidden in the Taoism Pavilion, he can go directly.

He had already greeted the Taoist guarding the Daojing Pavilion during the day.

After entering, Chen Yuan found that the first floor of this scripture pavilion was much larger than the third floor, and all the bookshelves were placed in neat rows.

The bookcases are all organized Daoist scriptures, and labels are pasted on the top of each bookshelf grid:
"Chongxu Zhenjing", "Nine Immortals", "Ji Xing Dao Cheng Jing", "36 Water Classics"...

There are all kinds of Daoist scriptures that I have heard and never heard of, and they are all here.

Chen Yuan didn't look through it. He thought of the light that he saw outside and was still on inside, so he walked up to the second floor.

Finding the stairs leading to the second floor, Chen Yuan picked up the steps and went up. After 25 six steps, he soon came to the second floor of Daojing Pavilion.

Looking around, Chen Yuan found that the second floor was a little different from the first floor. Instead of bookshelves, there were neat rows of bookcases. On the bookcases were also a series of Daoist scriptures.

The Dao scriptures collected on the second floor are all very precious and rarely circulated in the world:

"Laozi Xianger's Notes", "Emperor's Yinfu Jing", "Taishang Xuanling Beidou Benming Sutra of Prolonging Life", "Taishang Laojun Often Said Qingjing Sutra"...

In addition, Chen Yuan finally saw the source of the light on the second floor at the entrance of the second floor.

A middle-aged Taoist priest was sitting by a table at the entrance of the stairs, holding a volume of Taoist scriptures in his hand, and was fascinated by it. On the table in front of him, except for a few Taoist scriptures that he had read , and an oil lamp whose flame flickers on and off.

This middle-aged Taoist was wearing a very ordinary gray Taoist robe in the Qingyang Temple, his hair was tied into a bun with a wooden hairpin, and he was very plainly dressed.

However, when Chen Yuan saw the other party for the first time, he felt that the other party was a little different.

What is the specific difference, but he can't see it.

"I didn't expect a guest to come late at night. During the day, the temple master came to say hello, and said that a Taoist priest from Fuhu Temple came on the third floor. Could it be you?"

While Chen Yuan was standing not far from the other party, looking at the other party, the middle-aged Taoist also found Chen Yuan. He put down the Taoist scripture in his hand and looked at the place where Chen Yuan was standing.

"You can see me?"

Chen Yuan was a little surprised to be seen through suddenly.

He thought that Qingyang Temple was just an ordinary Taoist priest, but now it seems that this is not the case.

At least the middle-aged Taoist in front of him, who can see his soul, is definitely not an ordinary Taoist.

"Practitioners in the state of spiritual cultivation, no wonder they can travel with their souls late at night!"

The middle-aged Taoist sized up Chen Yuan for a moment, then said to Chen Yuan.

When Chen Yuan saw that the other party could see his own cultivation level at a glance, his heart shuddered.

"Why can't Yuanshen see it?"

The Taoist asked Chen Yuan back.

"Let's not talk about practitioners, even ordinary people, when they just wake up at night, their minds and minds are in a state of confusion. They have the opportunity to see ghosts, and they also have the opportunity to see the souls of practitioners traveling."

The Taoist continued.

"wrong!"

"You Xiaodao, you are obviously less than twenty years old, but you are already in the cultivation state of the gods!"

But just after he said those words, the middle-aged Taoist looked at Chen Yuan for a while, and said with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Although the cultivation level of the state of spiritual cultivation is not worth mentioning to him, it is a bit unbelievable if the other party is less than twenty years old.

"The aura of the primordial spirit is mysterious. I'm afraid it has an extraordinary inheritance. It must have been inherited by an immortal."

"You little Taoist priest, you are really a freak."

The middle-aged Taoist sighed while looking at Chen Yuan.

The more the other party said, the more creepy Chen Yuan felt.

Because the other party said a few words, he exposed his old background.

"I don't know who the senior is?"

Chen Yuan's attitude suddenly became respectful.

(End of this chapter)